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Fics I am working on

Currently in Progress :

>>Hello From Moscow, Goodbye from Montreal<< (multichaptered work, longfic)

Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov

Ilya calls Shane in the summer of 2012, drunk and rambling. Once the floodgates are opened, they just can’t help but keep them ajar, and they don’t stop calling. They don’t stop texting. They learn who they are, what they like, what they want, what they need.

They fall in love over the phone in 2012. Of course, this changes everything.

>> A Collection of Honest Compliments << (Multichaptered work, future series, LONG fic)

Astarion/Tav (named OC)

Sephina and Lya have traveled alone for years now, and prefer it that way — so being thrust into a huge party of misfits who are all connected by brain parasites isn’t exactly ideal.

At first, Astarion though Lya would be the biggest problem, as she is his mirror in many ways and knows most of his tricks — as she deploys them herself. But it’s Sephina who ends up being the biggest threat to him; she sees through his mask like it’s not even there. At first, this terrifies and angers him — but then, as time goes on, he realizes he quite likes her company. He finds himself slipping the mask off just for her — as she does the same for him.

This is a story of learning how to trust again, when trust has been an ugly, taunting fable for most of Astarion’s immortal life. Anger, love, lust, spite — he thought he knew them all like the back of his hand.

He was wrong, and Sephina and Lya are there to help him realize this.

>> Not Much (But They’re Trying) << (Oneshot and Multichapter Series)

Sans/Reader (nicknamed in fic)

You’re a librarian who has a YouTuber side hussle and a thing for card games. You could care less where you end up, as long as it’s fun.

Sans is a full-time college student who does a lot of odd jobs for the Monster Government and is the faceless helper on his bro’s YouTube channel.

You’re both stupid. And horny.

Ongoing series with multiple entries that timeskip

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Shelved (for now) :

>> ℝ𝕌ℕℕ𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕀ℕ 𝕃𝕀𝕄𝔹𝕆 << (Singular Multichaptered Work)

Sans/Reader (named in fic)

The universe obviously has a sick sense of humor, since it decides to prove to Sans that he’s bad at everything—including, of course, ceasing to exist.

—•—•—•—

He wakes in a wasteland, a place of smoke and mirrors. Nursed back to health by a witch with clever fingers spelling a language he’d long thought he’d never again see.

She says no one ever dies here. She says people only continue to suffer for eternity when they are alone. Driven by madness, or pain, or anguish, or pure and simple rage. All you can do is keep moving forward. All you can ever do is try again. All you can ever do is relive your mistakes over, and over, and over, looking for closure that satisfies the End.

Everything’s different in Limbo, and there is no way out without opening doors you’d once held firmly shut.

Tags and Trigger Warnings :

Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide Attempt, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Triggers, Drug Use, Drug Addiction, Drug Abuse, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Papyrus is dead (I’m sorry ಥ_ಥ), Partial amnesia, Temporary Amnesia, Head Injury, Drug Withdrawal, Withdrawal, I swear this is actually a fic about healing, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Alternate Universe - Limbo, Limbo, A world that's not a world at all, The Void, Restricted magic, Sorry Sans but you kinda did this to yourself bud, Weird Limbo Magic and it's many rules, Reader is named, Don’t go into the Forest, Reader is like ‘smiles knowingly yet sadly’ and then Sans is like ‘this shit again’, in this universe if you see a door you wanna puke, reliving memories, Repressed Memories, Recovered Memories, Trying again, reader is a witch, Reader Is Not Frisk (Undertale), Reader Is Not Chara (Undertale), reader talks in hands... sorta, Telepathy, magical objects, Trauma, Memories, crash coarse into getting to know each other, hey dude come on in step into my truama, don’t forget to wipe your feet on the welcome mat, Muteness, Mute Reader, kind of, LMAO

>> Core Mechanics and Mage Theory << (Singular Multichaptered Work)

Sans/OC¹, Papyrus/OC²

Five hour long car ride? Check. Creepy locals? Check. Horrible magical energy? Check. Huge, haunted-looking self-opening manor gate? Check. Big fucking tree-dwelling mamal a few feet taller than Pap’s SUV? Check, even though he never thought that would ever end up on any list in the history of lists. So far, this little trip to Ko providence is not looking like a vacation Sans is willing to relax for, and he would like to leave as soon as possible, thanks.

But when a broody human catches the eye of his little bro, he’s stuck for the longhaul. Sans finds an unlikely ally with the human’s work partner, a witch who can’t stay out of the manor’s library for more than five minutes.

Sans hangs around because the library is quiet. No other reason. It’s not like the witch is funny, or cute, or easy to be around. That would just be silly.

Turns out there’s murder afoot, and Sans is kinda highkey a fuckin hypocrite.

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Aka:

Undyne gives the bros a midnight call to solve a mystery ten years in the making, Sans gets Nerdy with a Mage Theory history buff, and Papyrus lays slick moves on a solid Ten like fucking Casanova.

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Future Rewrite (maybe) :

>> Walking on Wires and Powerlines << (Singular Multichaptered Work)

>>>> CURRENTLY DELETED <<<<

Removed from AO3. Currently not in progress. Saved off-site for a rewrite.

His eyelights held some sort of taut, heavy tension in them. He was surprisingly expressive for a skeleton. (You also had a slight advantage, but that was neither here nor there.)

“heya.” he said, fishing his hand out from his vest pocket to offer you a shake. It was a slightly reluctant move, but you refusing to shake it would probably make him feel worse.

You’d seen that look before. You immediately knew this guy was putting up a front; the lax line of his body was artificial.

You shook it, and immediately knew you’d like working with him.

OR

Sans starts his job at a knockoff Walmart after a year of self isolation, and you’re the one meant to train him. You are leaving the company in a month to join the Royal Guard as Frisk's bodyguard. You and Sans hit it off and the rest is history.